Q1. Read the passage given below and answer the questions that follow.
My acquaintance with the barefoot ragpickers leads me to Seemapuri, a place on the
periphery of Delhi, yet miles away from it. metaphorically. Those who live here are squatters,
who came from Bangladesh back in 1971. Saheb's family is among them. Seemapuri was
then a wildemess. It still is, but it is no longer einpty. In structures of mud, with roofs of tin
and tarpaulin, devoid of sewage, drainage or running water, live 10.000 ragpickers. They
have lived here for more than thirty years without an identity, without permits but with ration
cards that get their names on voters' lists and enable them to buy grain. Food is more
important for survival than an identity. "If at the end of the day we can feed our families and
go to bed without an aching stomach, we would rather live here than in the field that gave us
no grain," say a group of women in tattered saris, when I ask them why they left their
beautiful land of green fields and rivers. Wherever they find food, they pitch their tents that
become transit homes. Children grow up in them, becoming partners in survival. And
survival in Seemapuri means rag picking. Through the years, it has acquired the proportions
of a fine art. Garbage to them is gold. It is their daily bread, a roof over their heads, even if it
is a leaking roof. But for a child it is even more.
"I sometimes find a rupee, even a ten-rupee note, "Saheb says, his eyes lighting up. When you
can find a silver coin in a heap of garbage, you don't stop scrounging, for there is hope of
finding more. It seems that for children, garbage has a meaning different from what it means
to their parents. For the children it is wrapped in wonder, for the elders it is a means survival.
One winter morning, I see Saheb standing by the fenced gate of the neighborhood club,
watching two young men dressed in white, playing tennis. "I like the game," he hums,
content to watch it standing behind the fence. "I go inside when no one is around," he admits.
"The gatekeeper lets me use the swing."
Answer the following questions based on the passage.
1 Who are ragpickers?
2 Where did the author go?
3 What did she find there?
4 Where had the ragpickers come from?
5 What was there immediate problem?
Answers
Answer:
1.My acquaintance with the barefoot ragpickers leads me to Seemapuri, a place on the
periphery of Delhi, yet miles away from it. metaphorically. Those who live here are squatters,
Answer:
1.Ragpickers are squatters.
2.The author went to seemapuri.
3.She found ragpickers colony in seemapuri.
4.The ragpickers come from Bangladesh.
5.Their problem are food and shelter.
Explanation:
1.Ragpickers who live in seemapuri are squatters .There are about 10,000 ragpickers who live in Seemapuri.
2.Author acquaintance with barefoot ragpickers leads him to Seemapuri.
3.The author found 10,000 ragpickers at Seemapuri .He also found structures of mud with roof of tin and tarpaulin, devoid of sewage, drinking water and drainage.
4.The ragpickers came from Bangladesh back in 1971 and from more than thirty years without an entity, without permit but with ration card they live at Seemapuri.
5.Their problem are finding food everyday and getting shelter at place. So, Wherever they find food, they pitch their tents that become transit homes. Children grow up in them, becoming partners in survival. And survival in Seemapuri means rag picking.